Fog filling
Clouding
My vision gone white
I cant see beyond
Past, around
Or through
Utterly lost in this sickness
Maps, useless
But I trust you to be my guide
When on earth did I hand over authority of my emotions
I don’t remember the reins being taken from me
Fighting seems more strength than I could muster
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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